4263: C4263 Watermelon Slicing Ice(part I)

C4263 Watermelon Slicing Ice(part I)

There's no reason to back down. Just back down. If I get angry a little, I'll lose. I'm a coward. 'What do you think? I'm going to do exactly what you want.' Not only do I have to walk slowly, I also have to tell a story. Not only do I want to tell a story, I also want to quote from the classics!2

Damn it, being a lackey these days, I really have to know everything. I actually have to tell a story, and it can't even be a story like a water bill. If he had to use classics, he would have used casual poems to create a legend without any illnesses!

Wuwuwuwu, if there is a next life, I want to be a god. Gods don't need to tell stories, lackeys use them. Wuwuwu, wuwuwu, if there is a next life, I want to be a god. Gods don't need to tell stories.

Along the way, there was a simple and interesting story. Lin Hao felt as if he had just heard the right to speak in the Himalayas. It was interesting. Of course, sometimes, the pronunciation of important words such as the author's name was slightly different. Lin Hao could definitely accept it. Overall, the flaw did not cover the jade. It was quite interesting to read.

With this pastime along the way, Lin Hao very quickly arrived at a very gorgeous courtyard. As Lin Hao had never seen such a rich building before, he did not even use the adjectives such as dragon, dragon, phoenix, and so on for a moment. Only one word could represent Lin Hao's mood when he saw this magnificent courtyard.

Perhaps, this is the rich. Perhaps, I'm still too poor.

Lin Hao steeled his resolve. This time, he must be ruthless in earning Primeval Crystal. He must make a huge profit... No, it's vulgar.

I, Lin Hao, must enforce justice on behalf of the heavens. I must defeat these rotten capitalism. I will let them experience the iron fist of socialism. I will beat the rich into dividing the fields. I will definitely defeat the vampire of capitalism!

Little Silly let out a breath of foul air. Finally, he escorted Lin Hao over. The journey was really long and dangerous.

Of course, all of the dangers that Little Silly faced were because of Lin Hao, this picky prisoner. Along the way, he bought a lot of iced watermelon juice for Lin Hao. After his beautiful wife was teased by Lin Hao, those who were hit were all silly, not to mention Lin Hao was always picky about Little Silly's service. Along the way, the silly little girl had suffered a lot.

Perhaps, being a lackey all these years, he really needed to be well-versed in all kinds of martial arts. After completing these few years, he would pack up and return to the countryside. How good would it be for his wife and children to warm up their beds?

Due to Lin Hao making things difficult for him, a rank nine Martial King who came out to work had the thought of going back to the bitter sea. It could not be said how powerful he was, but at least Lin Hao's good deed was worth exaggerating.

Lin Hao dismissed the silly little fellow and swaggered into the house alone.

At this moment, Lin Hao did not look like a prisoner who had been escorted here. He was simply a Zhuge Liang that had been invited out of a thatched hut. He had great talent and great strategies. He was full of vigor and vigour. Lin Hao walked with large strides in the Nan Clan's courtyard, and it was as if the wind and clouds were lighter than the clouds.

Simply put, Lin Hao did not have any quantifiers in his heart.

"Humph! Humph! Zhao Hao, how dare you be so arrogant when you are about to die?"

Just as Lin Hao was admiring the fake mountain and fake water in the inner courtyard of the Nan family, he heard a very evil and cold figure. In an instant, even the fake water in front of Lin Hao froze.

However, Lin Hao did not care at all. Instead, he lightly scooped up the frozen fish and placed it under the sun.

En, en. Lin Hao really wanted to see if the dried fish could still turn over. This Nan Wutian was quite good at playing. He even had ice attribute Spiritual Energy. He really had some things. What a pity...

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